See you soon, Daddy

Grandmothers

We love you NaiNai and Ama!

Watch Hill, one year later

Last summer we discovered the fabulousness of Watch Hill AND the proximity of it. We're back, one year later, with many trips yet to come this summer.

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The Grey Lady

showed us none of her fog and grey skies. Just crystal blue skies, divine warm water and beautiful beaches. Thank you, Annie and Steve, for four beautiful days at your place on Nantucket. Here's to friendship.

Good times!

Off you go now

"Off you go, Mama, you need your rest. You have a big day tomorrow," Chachi says adult-like with exuberance and a (palpable) undercurrent of pleading, motioning towards the door. Since when did having your wrists pinned down, your eyes and ears kissed and stomaching seemingly ceaseless proclamations of adoration become so unpalatable? What is so adorable about his attempts to have me vacate is that he'd sooner put up with all the smooching than tell me to cut it out and get out. Leading me to believe that he must love it after all. And so I was sure to promise him an encore tomorrow morning, first thing.... It's now 5 min later. All is quiet on the western front, and a tiny voice comes from the Chach's room. "Mama, where are you?" "Here, lovebug, in my room," I reply. "I love you, Mama," he says gently and quietly. LOVE. PURE.

Sachet Moseille

This would be the "wine" Portia served up in the shower tonight. Pronounced ever-so French. Not sure where she came up with the name, but it sounds the part. She smilingly imagined herself the server in a restaurant serving her Sachet Moseille (which, btw, not one member of the family comes even close to pronouncing correctly, according to Portia.) So I asked her if this were wine she was dividing among various plastic stemmed vessels. "Well, yes, it's wine, but it's actually also beer...you know, it's a little sparkly. That's why EVERYBODY wants it."